Of Pride and Princes
Thirteenth Day of the Twelfth Month 293 AC
You do not have much time, but enough for a few spells. Between your own magic and Tyene you are thankfully able to restore the shugenja's faculties, though the man is still understandably confused when you press a sending stone and a genie token in his hands without any word save how to activate them.
He might actually believe Pol Ning is conspiring with the Azure throne, you realize belatedly. "Not all is as it seems, ask her of the one who first brought news of the scourge of Tiamat," you say in parting. Hopefully the intrigues of Trader Town will settle by the time you return from Sorcerer's Deep, but you doubt it. After all, you are not exactly going home for a pleasant cup of tea.
***
You lay down the book that had begun the day as a man and briefly been a puddle of water on the desk with a loud thump.
What a quite literally unholy mess. If you had never come across that spell of transmutation in the Opaline Vault you would likely never have managed to extract as much as you did out of Raerys. He had no fewer than three contingencies for killing himself and one for possessing anyone attempting to invade his mind, not that the latter would have done much good against you.
"It looks like our guess was right in the particulars, they were after Pol Ning. Their ideal outcome would have been to capture Pol Ning, they had two glamoured spies next to her when they arranged the meeting and the false vision, unfortunately they were not so foolish as to count upon that ideal," you recount grimly. "As the imposters were posing as high ranking members of Pol Qo's court, one of them his boyhood mentor, Yu Tang, their deaths would also serve as a means of incriminating Ning."
"But she only knocked them out," Rina says worriedly. "Surely when the general's guards find them in such a state and try to interrogate them some kind of inconsistency will come to light. Especially with the little fire spirit having warned him."
"One would hope so, but our enemies were canner than simply assuming they would get all that they desired, or that the princess would kill someone she knew her brother would morn and wish to avenge," you sigh. "Their flesh-smith had made false bodies of the the two in question which were then preserved and shrunk by magic. They were to be left at the scene of the supposed crime for investigators to find in addition to other compromising evidence planted in her room, letters supposedly to the Azure Emperor, one's style of calligraphy is easy enough to forge with magic."
"So it becomes a question of if the impostors managed to wake before they were found..." Dany muses.
"Wait, if they had the general's former mentor replaced with an imposter why didn't the Golden Company use that vector to manipulate him?" Dany asks, frowning at the book.
"The imposters were both oni, they did not dare show themselves openly to the shugenja for too long least the kami sense their taint," you answer. "To tell the truth I worry more about some of the speculation our 'friend' Raerys had been musing over. He believed that the Lady Xue might have taken the chance to purge the court of the princess' influence even if she discovers that it is a plot."
"Kill her anyway, play along with fiends and traitors?" Waymar asks aghast, though not disbelieving as he may once have been. He has seen enough of the games of court and kingship to understand the danger.
"I doubt she would go that far, but attempt to banish Ning? Humble her? I could see that if the insights herein are to be trusted..." you tap the book meaningfully.
"And given what we have seen of Ning she'll take to humbling about as well as a fire takes to someone trying to put it out with a pot of oil," Tyene says grimly.
"Should we intervene though, can we without showing our hand to the Golden Company?" Dany asks reluctantly. Judging from Ser Richard's disgusted grunt at the whole business it is easy to guess what he thinks of such intrigues.
Still, if you are going to act you must do so soon, every moment spent reading this particular book is one more in which the situation in Trader Town could change dramatically.
What do you do?
[] Return to Trader Town
-[] In an attempt to keep the situation stable (write in)
-[] In order to find the flesh-smith (write in)
[] Continue with the interrogation
[] Write in
OOC: And here we go, back to reasonably sized updates and political intrigues.